The Ouachita telegraph. [volume] (Monroe, La.) 1865-1889, 1887-11-26

tsy. What can / do to make You
Apply 2"
1Love me-" he cried, frantically ,
linainc to the hand as the drowning
0 straw.
ssWhy I do that now, you silly boy.
Lren'f you Nettie's brother Why
I love you-very, very
much, !" and STOPPING, warm kiss was
elt on the paiu-drawn forehead.
For hours and hours Ted sat just
where she left him, his head thrown
,ack against the cushions, his eyes
ioeed. the magazine upon his lap un-
uiped, the dinner by his side untast-
d.. From time to time Collins looked
d to urge his being wheeled out upon
he porch to enjoy the splendor OF the
Jay, the glitter Of the sunshine.
81 will ring when need you," was
he almost fierce reply, angered at
oeing reused ont of these rapt Inuslngs.
How that kiss took possession OF his
forehead n Her own-her very own-a
voluntary one. Why had he not
ptuioned her then and there and told
her how he loved her Wilder and
wilder sped Imagination, as. leaving |
the body far behind, 1t sported In illu-
sorry realms Of sweetness and health
aud rest-her arms hie shelter, her
bosom bis restlnR-place, her voice his
Inspiration and her smile his heaven.
Every once and awhile, with great
shudderIng, souid and body would
seem to come together again, as be sat
up and looked out drearily upon the
olitteriog sunshine, the blooming
flower beds. Oh, heavens! He, the
clishonored, despised, ,deformed. This
cruel mockery Of fate natures healthy
!Iougings in4such unhealthy shape. The
misery OF consciousness being unsup-
portable, back to his mind orgy he
went; her, face In the sunshine, her form
In the shade flicker, her caress In the
breeze that lifted aud let fall the rings
upon his forehead. The room flooded,
fell into shadow, aud then into moon
chine. HIS brain reeled, his limbs
ached, his heart was bounding wildly.
Collins, In the fascinat,ons OF the
housekeeper, had forgotten him; should
ne ring to be removed or await ana
try to gather from her face what such
professions mean,? But 1t was too late;
there they were; jolly voices and light
wheels over the gravel. The curtains
would screen him where he lay. "Yuu
aud Mr.. Goldthwaite sentimentalize In
the moonlight" Nettie laughed light
~, springing out, 'swhile I 60 and put
these traps away, OF course our dear
boy Is 10 bed hours and hours ago."
Almost within arms reach Parquette
swung herself into the hammock, her
drapery decorously adjusted, tiny bot
tines atilt over the edge of her air
canoe and a kerchief knotted sailor
wise unde
'The archest chin
That mockery ever ambushed in"
Ted could have reached and touched
the wind-blown tlesses. IA LOrelei,
Undine and Tethys In modern yacht
log costume" Goldthwaite protested
admiringly. zone almost looks for
some cruel wave to upset your canoe
and write out this enchantment. By
the way, why did you insist upon that
monstei's going along with US to-day :?
He affects me horribly. MY sensibill-
ties, like Goethe's, are only for the
beautiful. And, do you know, half
believe he Is gone on you-a sort OF
Beauty and the Beast affair with the
aual me,amorphosis left out" "You
shan't speak so unkindly of Nettie's
BROTHER" the girl said, springing erect
and warming to the defense. 81 know
you wrong him. He doesn't dream OF
such thing. These unfortunates are
sacred, set apart from cruel jesting.
That Is the hardest part of 1t, to behold
yet never to grasp, as we may, the
beautiful, the grand and the ideal. -
There was q writhing as of some ser
pent upon the floor, wall, gasp, q
lgurgle. 1t was unearthly, terrible,
piieous. Goldthwaite's levity turned
to horror. Parquette, spripsing up,
,nurmured, "Tade;" and Nsttie,
breaking the dish she was placing,
sprang across the hall screaming
"Lights lights! lightsw Lights were
leverywhere. The spasm was heart
rending, the face ashy, shrunkep
deathly. Nettie moaned cloud, Gold
thwaite fled for doctor, but Parquette
kneeling beside the chair, took the
qulvering form into her clasping arms
laid her face upon the distorted features
and whispering words OF soothing
Sweetness, peace, won back the spirit
for q moments fitting. Kind deatf
wac hurrying on apace, the face grew
wsnner, whittier, ehastlier. The eye:
took on the Joy of that embrace, an6
till the light went out she held then
with her own, then laying the stiffenee
form back upon Its cushions, she cried
falling In limp prostration, ooh, Net
tie, he loved me, aud did not known
IL. Woe be the day that wrought mi
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